[Redman]Yo, yoMuscle my way in, old fathers mineTattooed Gilla, feelin in my primePull up a Coupe a color niggaz can't findPlasma TV on the mirror outsideI overdo it strong, got chicks that buck ya downfrom Vietnam that look like Nia LongI'm hot, my collar stand up like The FonzTo hold my guns you need wet and karma bombsYou got chubby? I got chubby tooMe starve in the park, nigga you on ComicViewYou funny, I flood the area tsunamiWash out the weak niggaz, then I tag 'em _Dry Me_I'm married to the game, the brass my musicWhen Brick's in the house, there's a problem Houston!I guzzle Crunk Juice to the neckSo when I walk in the party ain't nobody gon' do shurrrRedman is shurrr, it's the principalityOven like wurrrm for the lyrics I burrrnNigga wait your turrrn, we can battle in a secondSo I can bankrupt ya like, Chapter 11I'm the shit like Janet Jackson undressinBelieve it, when I quarterback you receive itSame crib on MTV Cribs mineI ain't lyin cause my eyes redder than iodineI'm back muh'fucker, so up your chainI'ma leave the same way I came, that's thoroughI run up in your hood like 80 deepHave it sound like _Drumlines_ at A&T, muh'fucker

[Chorus: Redman]Gilla House - check, Def Squad - checkWhite tee - check, Goretex - checkWhen we said we number one - we liedWe number one two three four AND fiveGilla House - check, Brick City - check89 - check, cash yo - check"They don't give a fuck about what y'all niggaz doin"{*scratch: "Holla at your b-boy-boy!*}

[Redman]If you find a bag of weed on the floor, pick it upAnd if you find it I got 10 on the dubI'm hard to find like pickin weed out a rugI'm worldwide fool, I don't care about a buzzDawn of the Red, goin for the breadI got pitbulls hooked on to a sledMy block'll riot like they shot CornbreadThe Pres'll find a missile with a foreign headKABOOM! Guess who stepped in the room?Streetsweeper out, ready to vacumnThen all of a sudden, you get it in the endLike Kane from Marlena cousin, I'm a menaceI was broke as hell, first time I made itNow e'rything I own is voice activatedBoy I'm lyin, I'm just tryin to make cheddarCause my doorbell is rubbin two wires togetherTomado de AlbumCancionYLetra.com[Chorus: Redman]Gilla House - check, Wu-Tang - checkWhite tee - check, Nike Air - checkWhen we said we number one - we liedWe number one two three four AND fiveGilla House - check, Uptown - checkPurple haze - check, cash yo - check"They don't give a fuck about what y'all niggaz doin"{*scratch: "Holla at your b-boy-boy!*}